"Alright then. Let’s wait for Princess Charlotte to arrive. My evidence happens to be on its way to the palace too.”
Matthew was calm while Lucy remained silent throughout. She did not know how to tell her parents that their adopted daughter had intentions of harming their biological daughter.
Both daughters were near and dear to them. It would surely hurt them deeply to hear it from her directly, so she decided to let Matthew be the bearer of bad news.
The hall was silent, while in Charlotte’s room, a different scene unfolded.
When the helper hurriedly went to report, Charlotte was seated at the table, leisurely eating fruits.
Startled by the knock on the door, she quickly climbed back onto the bed and cleared her throat. “Come in.”
After receiving permission, the helper opened the door and reported, “Your Highness, the king and queen request your presence in the great hall. Princess Velda has returned.”
“What?! Who has returned?!”
Charlotte asked, sitting up as if she did not hear clearly the first time.
“Princess Velda has returned.”
Unsure of Charlotte’s reaction, the helper repeated nonetheless.
This time, Charlotte was visibly shaken.
“She’s back? How could she be back? She… I-I mean, who brought her back? Is she safe?”
Charlotte was on the verge of going mad. She wanted to curse someone immediately, but the helper before her was not from her building.
Afraid of raising suspicion, she put on a facade of concern for Lucy and feigned joy upon hearing about her return.
She forced herself to calm down, contemplating how to handle the situation and the potential scenarios she might face.
Regardless, she could not afford to falter now. She clenched her fists determinedly as she started to have an idea.
Charlotte looked at the oranges on the table. Without hesitation, she squeezed the juice from the peel into her eyes.
The effect was immediate. Within seconds, her eyes were filled with tears. After rubbing them a few times, her eyelids swelled.
Then, she lightly applied some powder to her lips with a powder puff, making herself look worn out.
With everything prepared, Charlotte left her room. To make it even more convincing, she did not even bother changing out of her nightgown as she hurried toward the great hall.
Inside the hall, the atmosphere was heavy and tense. Outside, however, a woman’s anxious yet joyful voice was heard.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Never Tired of Mr. Leon's Love
Update “find me in your labyrinth” novel please...author is MIA for 7 weeks.........
Update “find me in your labyrinth” novel please...author is MIA for 5 weeks......